The man in white stood atop the hill. “The day is at hand,” he bellowed, “No longer shall we tolerate the infidels. No longer shall they defile the purity of our homes and our land. To arms, my children. So says the Creator!”
Mindless sheep were turned into ravenous wolves that day. Not content with just slaughtering the infidels and their families, they killed those who would not join in, or worse, spoke ill of the man in white.
The man in white’s robes were bloodstained red by the end. He laughed as he spoke, “Purity can come only by death.”
